Klein immediately sensed the mana fluctuations of Rakshasa.
Looking at the disk above Rakshasa's head, Klein's expression changed drastically.
'What rich magic.'
At this moment, more than half of the basketball court-like magic appeared above Rakshasa's head.
Such a massive amount of magic was enough to send chills down people's spines just by looking at it.
They were deeply afraid that it would capsize.
But clearly, Rakshasa wouldn't do such a boring thing.
Then, this spell?
Klein sensed it carefully. The spell within was extremely cold.
His perception came into contact with it, and it was immediately frozen by the spell within.
"So cold!"
Klein's entire body shivered as he spat out a mouthful of white mist.
The perception was completely frozen as well. At this moment, Klein could no longer sense anything from the perception. All he knew was that it was extremely cold inside, a soul-stirring chill.
